This boy, covered in sawdust is making me feel old. I guess it would technically be a choice to actually feel this way, but my little Kaleb is making me feel old.
He isn't little.....anymore.
His shoe size stretches beyond mine, he is almost taller than me.
This is the boy who was my velcro baby. I would often lose him when he was tiny, searching high and low only to realize that he was on my hip! It was a little embarassing when that happened in front of friends. He was so light, I would often forget that I was holding him.
This is the boy who weaseled his way into Larry's art class as a five year old.
This is the boy who as a baby would be crying and then start laughing hysterically. Freaky!
This is the boy who idolizes his big brother.
This is the boy who brags about having ADD and embraces his differences.....sometimes.
This is the boy who loves to camp in the snow!
This is the boy who will jump to help me carry something in the door.
This is the boy who could eat 5 apples in a day if you let him.
This is the boy who has a tender heart.
This is the boy who is growing into a wonderful young man.
I look at Kaleb and see the very traits that I fell in love with his Dad. And sometimes I see these goofy traits and can't believe that, that is what I loved about Kirk. But yes, I did fall in love with him and I still do, goofiness and all.
Happy Birthday Kaleb!